(Note: this is an alternate universe, so this is not meant to be completely in sync with MLP FIM, as characters and events may be off. On with the show!) Love is like a roller coaster. It has many twists and turns, and you don't know what to expect next. This story focuses on a group of friends who shall undergo this process. It follows Harmonic Element, a young stallion who is best friends with the Elements of Harmony. While a certain day is approaching, he will have to guide his friends through almost every outcome possible. He shall tell you:
Hello, reader. I am Harmonic Element. Before we get to the actual story, let me tell you a little bit about myself. I was a young colt when I went on my own. My parents had taught me enough that they decided that I could take care of myself. So, I gathered my things and set off to live life my way. I had tried to go to public schools, but I was ridiculed by my classmates. Mainly because I made my own choices, so I wasn't up with the fad. Or what ever they say. So I was a colt walking around different towns and cities, trying to fit in. I was about ready to give in and be a hobo. Then, I saw it. A brilliant rainbow flash spreading out everywhere. The fog in the distance cleared, and then I saw it. A new town to check out. I had never been there before, and I was super excited. My little legs carried me to a large sign. "Welcome to Ponyville" I read. Huh. This place seems interesting. And so begins the adventures of Harmonic Element.
As I wandered on, every seemed really peaceful. I found myself a quiet little cave near a couple of houses to reside in. I was able to get a job delivering sweets from Sugarcube Corner. That's how I met Pinkie. After I got the job, she came bouncing down the stairs which apparently led to where she slept. I wasn't looking for a house, since I had my cave, so I didn't bring it up that much. Pinkie seemed like your typical caffeine and sugar addict with a side of pink. Make that all sides of pink. I still to this day don't understand how her heart has not had any medical issues. You'd think the poor pony would have been dead by now. So we became friends and I learned how to bake. I didn't get paid much, but I used a lot of the bits to get quills, ink, and paper. I had taken interest in writing and drawing, which became a major point in my life. A few weeks after I met Pinkie, I came across a farm with this huge Apple orchard. Apples were never my favorite, but I had them once in a while. There I came across another filly, Applejack, and became her friend, too. It was just the three of us for a while, until I bumped into Rarity. She was the kind of pony who can't get dirty or she'll cause a scene. Next, while going for a walk in the woods, I saw a little Pegasus filly helping a rabbit get food. I said to myself, "okay, let's say hi and make a friend." Big mistake. "Hi." I said. "AAAAAAAAH" she screamed, and jumped in the lake. I helped her out, apologized, introduced myself, apologized again, and offered my friendship. She accepted meekly. I had a pretty good life going for me. Four friends, a "house", a job, and paper and writing materials. I drew what different animals and scenery, then sold my drawings to passersby for one bit each. I only made a few bits a day, but I was happy.